Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Palau and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Mad Mike to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Glenn Branca. All the underground hits.
All Mark Hollis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Altered Images record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultramagnetic MC's record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reagan Youth,
Alphaville,
Aswad,
Throbbing Gristle,
Excepter,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Hasil Adkins,
Groovy Waters,
The Residents,
Neil Young,
Surgeon,
Icehouse,
Ice-T,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Black Pus,
the Soft Cell,
Boredoms,
Deakin,
The Flesh Eaters,
Trumans Water,
Moss Icon,
Minnie Riperton,
Scrapy,
The Happenings,
The Selecter,
Kurtis Blow,
Gang of Four,
Monolake,
The Blackbyrds,
T.S.O.L.,
Agent Orange,
Ronnie Foster,
Goldenarms,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sam Rivers,
Porter Ricks,
Main Source,
Ornette Coleman,
The Monochrome Set,
Susan Cadogan,
Tres Demented,
Pantaleimon,
Hardrive,
Moby Grape,
Peter and Kerry,
Fatback Band,
Drexciya,
Sonny Sharrock,
Tropical Tobacco,
Gang Green,
The Toasters,
A Certain Ratio,
10cc,
Brick,
Kaleidoscope,
In Retrospect,
Delta 5,
One Last Wish,
Roy Ayers,
Dave Gahan,
Eric Dolphy,
The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.